This rogue monkey had clearly gone mad.
This wasn't something a sane person would do.
Even though they were green with envy at the aura of Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends swirling around Wukong, they understood that this was a True Monarch Dojo. Such insolence would not end well.
"What thief dares to run wild in Zhenyuan Temple and steal the Immortal Peaches!"
A clear but furious child's shout, filled with shock and anger, exploded in the night like a clap of thunder.
At the entrance to the Central Courtyard, two short figures rushed in as fast as a gale. It was none other than the Daoist Children who guarded the Immortal Peach Tree, Qingfeng and Ming Yue.
They immediately saw the ravaged Immortal Peach Tree, its branches and leaves torn to shreds, and upon its boughs, the figure that was frantically eating, its body wreathed in a surging miasma of various Evil Qis.
